Entries tagged with you know you've been in fandom too long

Just back from the hepatologist's office, where my doctor sent me to follow up on some scans I had last year. (I'm fine; we're just, er, making sure that's true.) Her office is on the main campus of the huge teaching hospital three-quarters of my family used to work for, though not always in, and I love going there. I'm sure that says a lot about how I was never very sick growing up, nor was my family, that I would enjoy a hospital, but I do; it's big and bustling and exciting and has cutting-edge facilities and the elevators are deep so beds will fit in them and there are people in scrubs and lab coats joking with each other and I'm familiar with the place, know the system of entrances and roads and many of the hallways, remember eating in the front cafeteria when I was a kid, remember visiting wings like the maternity ward and emergency department as part of my job; and now it's fun to reimagine it as Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital too, or rather to soak up more details for possible future use in a House fic.

The points are:

(a) I will be going for a second MRI at some point, which I continue to think is cool, and this time I will finish the House/Wilson MRI PWP WIP (and many other three-letter acronyms) I started after the first scan; and

(a.1) You know you've been hanging out in fandom too much when... #64: While waiting for your gastroenterologist, you get out of the exam chair to squint at an anatomical diagram of the anus and rectum for research, and think about doing a semi-parody House/Wilson fic where they use all the crazy medical terms for the tiniest muscles and things. I want a sex scene that uses the terms "anal crypt" and "squamocolumnular junction."

(a.2) Relatedly, care of my sister: There is apparently a Burger King in the midwest somewhere with a typo on its front sign so that it is advertising "Black Anus Burgers."

(b) Here are some memories associated with this building, from when my dad worked there.*

*I know many of you follow my themes when you post your own memories, and that most people probably have unpleasant memories associated with hospitals, so you're just as welcome to post "the time I went to work with my parent" memories as hospital ones. As if you needed my blessing for that. Right. Memories now.